Last Hope || Jacob Whitesides

Chapter 7

**Jacobs POV**

I woke up at about 7:30am this morning because I had to look after my little sister.

So I thought I would be the worlds best brother and make her pancakes for breakfast.

But something tells me I should stick to making music. I cannot cook. I messed up the batter and successfully burnt each pancake.

"Sierra!?" I yelled up the stairs.

"What do you want it's only 8am?" She complained.

"Umm... Well... I was trying to be nice big brother and make you breakfast but that kinda didn't work out..." I murmured.

"Ugh fine. I'll be done in a minute and I'll make us something. You get everything ready." She groaned and stumbled back to her room.

Whilst I was waiting for my sister to fix my mess, I couldn't stop thinking about Emily's smile.

She was so beautiful. The type of person you just want to remind them how beautiful they are every five minutes. 

I was just about to text her when a strange smell, filled my senses.

Like something was burning.

Shit.

Did I leave the stove on?!

I heard my sister run down stairs and start screaming and yelling things at me. I started panicking.

"CALL 911!!!  GRAB THE CAT AND GET OUTSIDE" I yelled at my sister in my most demanding voice.

I saw her do exactly what I told her to in my peripheral vision.

I grabbed the closest thing to me which was a glass bowel, I filled it with water and poured it over the flames.

"FUCK!!" I yelled you could hear the panic and fear in my voice realising that my actions could not help now.

All I remember from then on is blacking out.

**Emily's POV**

I woke up at 10:40am today. It was a Sunday and it was summer so may as well make the most of it and sleep in late right?

The first thing I do when I wake up is check all my social media's and messages.

I went through Instagram and just saw pictures of people I roughly know already having "the time of their lives" this summer. I rolled my eyes.

I haven't had "the time of my life" in years. I guess you could say I'm depressed.

I rarely leave my house due to a  fear that I would run into someone i know.

I feel so isolated lately. It feels like regardless of how many people surround me, i'm still alone. I can't explain why or how, it just exists. 

I shook off whatever bad emotions I was feeling and replaced them with a happy attitude before I got ready for my day.

Jacob still hadn't messaged me. Why does that bother me so much? I mean obviously I'm attracted to him, but why do i even care?

Maybe I should text him first? I don't know. I'm over thinking this. Someone like him wouldn't like someone like me... I sorrowfully admitted to myself.

I was ejected from my thoughts when my mum startled me, suggesting i come downstairs for some breakfast.

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